About 2AM this morning, I had a “vision, or dream” (??) which said: “Get your house in order.” WHAT???? Man…my eyes jumped wide open, and any thought of going back to sleep was….over! I laid there thinking….get my house in order…what the heck does that mean?
I began to think about my obituary (my wife says for me to write my own). “He was a GOOD man.” Yeah… that ought to do it. Heck there wouldn’t be enough people at my funeral to fill up the first row. Why an obit? My mind “raced” over every conceivable issue relating to “getting my house in order.” So… I’m thinking…. What if I was “really” about to meet my Maker? Am I ready? Have I crossed all my “t’s” and dotted all my “i’s?” What am I going to say to “certain people?” Eh… “It’s been nice knowing you.”
I’m reminded of a friend, from “way back when;” knowing he was dying and went around to EVERYBODY, “he thought he’d OFFENDED,” and apologized. For me…there’s not enough TIME for “that trip” down memory lane. There would be some… NOT ME… who wouldn’t have to go around “cleaning up their mess” from time’s gone by. They think their PERFECT; they’ve NEVER OFFENDED anyone in their entire life. So, I’m thinking…. Maybe I’ll just START NOW… treating everybody as “I would want to be TREATED.” That way…. If I live a few months more, maybe a year… then I would have left a real good impression with everyone…. So what’s to apologize for? After all…. Nobody would remember the “old stuff.”
Wouldn’t it be great if we conducted our lives like that “all the time,” without being PROMPTED for FEAR of DEATH? But that’s just not the way it is. I’m really going to try HARDER to be friendlier, more smiling, more compatible, more helpful…. More of a SERVANT to my fellowman. I KNOW I want to be.
It’s not that I’m afraid to die (although I sure don’t want to… not right now). And, it’s not so much that I’ve done “a lot of WRONG,” rather; it’s a case of not doing all that I should have been doing. Since none of us KNOW when that BELL is going to RING…. And the “fight is over;” being PREPARED is really not a “bad idea.” I’m beginning to feel a bit like SCROOGE. And, the “angel in black” has taken me on a TRIP of my past life. I’ve got a lot of “making up to do.” Oh…LORD…PLEASE forgive me. I know YOU died on the CROSS for my SINS. I BELIVE that I’ve been “born again.” Give me “just a little” bit more TIME to “get my ACT together.” I’m SORRY…. Dear Lord, for having OFFENDED thee.
I realize we all have a “natural fear” of DEATH, and of Christ’s coming; and should, re-focus on our relationship with Christ. If “our relationship is lacking,” it’s a result of a life of ignorance and insincerity, whereby, we living only for ourselves. Because we’ve become isolated from others; we become fearful of others, of our future, and being confronted by God on the “given day.” Deep down, we are ashamed of ourselves for we know how selfish and sinful we are, and have been.
But…. If we are breathing… there is “still TIME” to CONFESS our sins, to REPENT, and to CONVERT from bad to GOOD. It only takes a MOMENT; but “most importantly,” it takes a PURE and SINCERE HEART. In Hebrews 10:21-23, it tells us… and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled clean from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water. Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful. And in Matthew 6:27 – 27 And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?
Don’t wait on your own dream to AWAKEN you… just use mine. …Blessings …cjlb …4/17/15.
PS: Dear Friends…Last evening, our 12-year old granddaughter, Lily Rowan Ford, while performing for a school Choral Recital at Lexington High School Auditorium….”fainted, and fell” from a bleacher-type structure, and fractured her front-lower jaw, pushing her lower teeth back, and fractured her upper jaw in two places. She is going in for emergency surgery this afternoon around “one-ist” and we ask that you…stop a moment, and prayerfully ask Our Divine Father, Our Lord, Jesus Christ….. to bless Lily…. her surgeon, and her family, according to His will….during this anxious time. Thank you, and God Bless…….Mary Frances and Charles Brooks…4/17/15